A..Alpha? (boyxboy)

Chapter 3

Scared. Is how I felt right now, as I hid in my closet. I tried to keep as quite as I can while sobbing. The pack kids were again trying to hurt me by hitting me or throwing their toys on me. I told mama and papa that I just wanted to stay at home, but they said no. They said I have to play with the other kids so I can learn from them and at the same time make friends. Sawyer did not want to make friends who bullies people or hurt another. Tears wont stop falling from my eyes. I can hear the pack kids screaming my name telling me to come out, but I did not want to come out. They will hurt me. I want my mama now.

I want to go back to my room, playing with my toys alone. I want to be in a place where it smells like home and peace. I want home. The pack house smells like hurt, pain and hate.

I can hear footsteps in the room I was hiding in. I could feel my heart rate speeding more than before. I felt like vomiting. The closet door was opening, as the door opened everything turned into a slow motion as I can see the closet opening. Every second felt like hours and I was ready for the pain. I was ready for them to hit me...

I woke up suddenly feeling myself going through a panic attack. I was scared and I can feel myself sweating from top to bottom. I tried controlling my breathing, but it was hard.

"SAWYER" my uncle screamed, which made me jump because I did not hear him walking in or coming to my room. He sat down on my bed and then hugged me.

"Hey it is okay, just breath" my uncle said as he started rubbing my back, to help me calm down.

"Just breath, Sawyer" I closed my eyes as I kept smelling him. He smelt like home. He smelt like a mother. He smelt like a place one would go for comfort. He smelt like what I wish I could find in my parents. I hugged him back and my put my head between his neck and shoulder.

"See, we are in a safe place" My uncle whispered these words over and over again as he kept rubbing my back and rocking us forward and backward. After what felt like forever I finally talked to him

"It felt real" I whispered back.

"It is supposed to be" He said. We kept in the same position for an hour or more, more of we kept in the same position until I was able to calm myself down. I broke our hug and excused myself as I walked to my closet and took me some cloth and underwear to wear after I am done from showering.

Walking to my bathroom, I was greeted with my long wall sized mirror. Seeing my reflection made me cringe. My blond hair was a fucking mess and my blue eyes were fucking lifeless. The bags under my eyes were worse. I closed my eyes for few seconds and then walked to shower without looking at myself.

Opening the shower and turning the water to hot, I started first washing my body and getting rid of all the sweat. After I was done from washing my body, I washed my hair. I started smelling my lush violet shampoo and man did I love the smell. I washed my hair two times and then I closed the water and dried myself; getting dressed I dropped my towel in the basket with my dirty cloth.

Walking to my bedroom, I saw that my bedsheets were changed and my bed was made. Suddenly as I was standing in my bedroom I could smell food coming from the kitchen. Walking downstairs, I figured out from the smell that my uncle is cooking bacon. As I reached the kitchen I went to the booth and sat on the high chairs and watched him cook..

It was a comfortable silence. He was making bacon, a sunny side up egg, sausage and hash brown. Seeing the food is about to be ready, I walked to the cabinet and get out two plates for both of us to put our food on. Putting the plate near where he was cooking, I walked back to sitting on the high chairs, because I know how he hates when someone bothers him while cooking.